Bad Elitist; Bad Bad Elitist

Hello, my name is ____ and I’m an Elitist.

I can’t deny I’m an elitist. I’m an arrogant morally superior snob.
And I’m not totally ashamed of it.
Oh, I feel bad if I hurt feelings, don’t get me wrong. But I don’t feel bad about having very definite, strong beliefs.

Over on NewSojourn, Mark posted a blog about tolerance and the co-opting of that term to mean “accepting as equally valid.” I agree with him that it’s happening, and it’s a bad thing. I won’t repost my comment here, but to summarize (oh why, Mark’s probably saying, could he not have summarized on MY site! The dang overwinded freak,) tolerating diverse philosophies is good, agreeing that everything is fine and valid is not good, saying you don’t agree is good.

In person I tend to be a MUCH nicer person than I am online. I admit, because writing on the Internet is very freeing and encourages people, because of the false sense of anonymity, to be a little more caustic and crass. I’m just as vehement and forward with my beliefs in person as I am on-line, but in person I tend to be a lot more meek and mild about it. (And FAR less eloquent and coherent. If you can believe THAT! I’ve reread what I’ve posted…sometimes I don’t even make sense to myself.)

But either way, I very much have an attitude, whether I show it or not, that my beliefs are better than those that differ from them. My wife reminded me of this on my blog the other day. Especially when it comes to fundamental Bible literalistic, I really look down upon them and consider myself morally and, especially, intellectually superior. Which I shouldn’t do. As I stated on Mark’s blog, I don’t think it’s wrong to say “I think you’re wrong.” But to do it respectfully is the key. After all, “treat your neighbor as you yourself would want to be treated.”

I don’t mind someone else calling me “wrong”. Tit for tat. But I would hope that someone who tells me how wrong I am does it with respect and courtesy, even if in an emotionally heated context. And so I should do likewise shouldn’t I.
(That’s not even a question.)

The original reason I wanted to write this entry is so I could apologize to anyone I’ve offended. (Gawd, even as I write that I’m making mental caveats regarding fundamentalist Bible-thumping dogmatic fools who are too afraid to use the brain God gave them. I’m a bad person.)

If someone disagrees with anything I write here, anything I believe, they are always more than welcome to post a comment. As long as it’s not spam, I have always promised to display it and not censor it. It’s one of the reasons I’ve switched to WordPress for blog software–it successfully allows me to auto-accept all comments so long as the author is registered with my site. Spammers generally can’t do that. =) Commenters are free to say whatever they want, call me names, question the humanity of my parentage, it’s fine. I can take it. I should be able to take it if I’m going to put myself out there, no? It’s a sign of maturity to be able to stand up and express your beliefs and stick with your integrity, and be able to take criticism of it. All I ask is that you don’t use excessive profanity. Sure, sometimes even I will the a f–k or d–n when the message needs to have that emotional expulsion that an English curse word can provide, but in general, I feel if you can’t express yourself and comment on what I say without some decorum and thoughtful use of language that does not resort to gutter talk, you really don’t need to be heard. (I’ll either just cut out the profanity if it’s needless or cancel the post and ask you to resubmit.)

OK, anyway. I’m an elitist. My conscience tells me I shouldn’t be, but my philosophical certitude absolves me of the guilt. =) Deal with it. 😉